Chapter 11, Level 8 (11) I will bury my body with theirs...
A new section is lit up in the system: Power
Forces include territories, resource points, functional buildings, enemies, etc., as well as [subjects].
[Subjects] is a general term, which includes followers (who admire your character and obey your orders unconditionally. They are your right-hand men on the road to land reclamation), dependents (the monsters you have saved, or your summons, like your family), servants (slaves without status), believers (they are willing to go through fire and water for you), etc.
Gao Mengtang can establish a spiritual connection with his subjects.
Connections are limited by distance and time. The distance cannot be too far, and the time cannot be too long.
The communication range with Helun is within 10 meters, and the connection can be five minutes per day.
Most subjects can be obtained directly, but some subjects have a prerequisite for belonging. For example, if you want to obtain disciples, you need to establish an academy.
If you want to gain believers, you need to have a functional building - the Black Tower.
The Black Tower is a holy place in this world, a residence close to the secrets, and a relic of God.
As soon as the word "Black Tower" appeared, the system seemed to be triggered by keywords, and the desire to express increased exponentially. Detailed introductions to the Black Tower popped out one after another, and their difficulty was comparable to that of small advertisements.
Gao Mengtang had to work very hard to turn it off.
If Gao Mengtang could see clearly now, he would find that at this moment He Lun was looking at him with sparkling eyes, as if he wanted to produce a tail and wag it, just like a golden retriever basking in the sun.
"Brother, what should we do next?" He Lun asked, showing off his muscles. "I'm incredibly strong now. Look at my biceps. My spirit value is also full. Becoming your follower will give me a buff. The white stripes don't fall off like burning matchsticks, but like lighting a candle, falling off bit by bit."
He kept saying "light the candle" without realizing that, in this situation, the word was a bit unlucky.
Gao Mengtang just let him chatter on, as if he didn't hear him at all.
After a while, he came back to his senses, raised his head and asked an irrelevant question: "You came in too?"
Heron: “Huh?”
Gao Mengtang was so excited: "The system prompts that Room 4 is a closed area. We can only leave after defeating the dungeon monsters. Otherwise, we can't get out, and the outsiders can't get in..."
After a moment of silence, he added as if in a trance: "Let's get out as soon as possible."
*
Floor 6. Corridor.
The pharmacist turned around and saw that the two people had disappeared. The system prompted [Special Area] Room 4 has been closed.
He understood instantly and stared at Gate No. 4 for a long time, then slowly moved his gaze away and looked at the drunken woman.
The white eyes behind the glass lenses looked like an inorganic stone, and there was an inhuman coldness in the gaze.
The lights in the corridor were dim, and the pharmacist stood in the shadows. The reflection of his lenses made the area around his eye sockets the only bright spot on his body.
The drunken girl was also perceptive. She turned her head sharply and made eye contact with the pharmacist.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. Her heart was beating wildly. She was about to ask, "What are you looking at?", but she swallowed the words back as if she was swallowing an egg.
The atmosphere is not right, and if you say one more word, you might cause trouble.
The drunk girl pretended nothing happened and looked around: "There doesn't seem to be anything obviously abnormal on this floor. Damn it, I graduated from elementary school 20 years ago, and I'm still playing spot the difference."
She turned her head away, no longer looking directly at the pharmacist, and at the same time slightly sideways, so that the pharmacist was within her peripheral vision.
The cold light on the lenses flashed, and the pharmacist walked towards her step by step.
Tap, tap, tap. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. The drunk girl held her breath, her muscles were tense, but her expression remained normal.
The cold lens stopped at the drunkard's side, and like a gust of cold wind, her mind instantly cleared up. A glass bottle was held in front of her.
"I have another bottle of mental stabilizer here, which can slow down the burning of the white stripes. You can drink it." The pharmacist's smile was gentle and elegant. "The blind man and the knight ran into Gate 4. I don't know what they did. There are only two of us left in the main force. Take care of yourself."
"Drink it."
The drunk girl's expression was unnatural for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself. Her eyes lit up like a beggar who had found gold: "Wow, I won't be polite then!"
She snatched the bottle of medicine and gulped it down.
The pharmacist nodded and smiled.
The drunk girl also grinned, and the powder stuck in the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became more obvious. Soon, she turned the corner of the corridor, found an empty cardboard box, supported herself against the wall with one hand, and bent down.
She also likes to drink in real life. After drinking too much, her stomach will be upset. It is common for her to lie down next to the toilet and vomit.
So she is very skilled at inducing vomiting.
He pressed two fingers into his throat, and the medicine that he had just drunk less than half a minute ago was all silently spat out.
*
Room 4 has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The master bedroom is locked and cannot be entered.
They first walked around the living room, guest bedroom, kitchen and bathroom.
The room only contained daily necessities for men, so it should be a man living alone. But they also found some used women's underwear, unwashed women's socks, a pair of binoculars of unknown purpose, a mess of pinhole cameras and secret photography props.
He Lun found a small instrument, took a closer look, and was so angry that he trembled all over: "This is a reverse cat's eye, which can directly observe the indoor situation from the door mirror, and can also be connected to an external monitor to shoot. Our house was robbed, and the thief used the reverse cat's eye. But the pervert in Room 4 uses the reverse cat's eye, he definitely doesn't just want to steal things!"
"Are you okay?" Gao Mengtang was still touching everywhere.
He Lun: "No! My spear will punish this wretched man!"
Gao Mengtang: "I'm asking about the burglary. Are you injured? Have you recovered your property?"
"It was a close call, the criminal has been punished by justice." He Lun's expression changed, and he said eagerly, "Brother, thank you for your concern. You are so kind."
When turning the third circle, Gao Mengtang took another look at the system panel.
The task of exploring room 4 is still unfinished.
There was only one locked room left, which they had not set foot in. The key was not found, and it was assumed that the key to the master bedroom would not be in the room.
"Don't look for the key," Gao Mengtang said, "just try to see if you can break the door open."
"good!"
He Lun raised his spear and stabbed at the door lock. Judging from his posture, even if it was a steel plate, he would have poked a hole in it. However, when the spear tip was about 5cm away from the door lock, it was blocked by the air wall and could not stab any further.
This is a plot lock. For the sake of narrative, this lock cannot be opened by external forces. The corresponding plot must be triggered to unlock it.
He Lun refused to believe it and fired several times. There was not a scratch on the door. The weapon collided with the air, making a clanging sound and sparks flying.
Behind me, shadows surged in like a tide. The lights in the house flickered rapidly, and the curtains swung automatically without wind. A chill penetrated from the floor into my trouser legs and quickly spread throughout my body.
"Do you want to go in?" A chaotic and loud voice sounded behind them.
Looking back, it was the resident of Gate 4 who went out to throw away the garbage.
The fat on the cheeks of the resident of Room 4 hangs on both sides of his cheeks, and his skin is covered with oil. He looks tall and strong, but he is like a bean bubble that will burst if poked.
He was still holding a garbage bag.
The garbage bag fell to the ground with a plop. A foul smell hit me in the face. A corner of the garbage bag was exposed, bloody and with a bunch of orange hair.
The lighting was too dim, making it difficult to see directly into the garbage bag's contents.
Gao Mengtang didn't need to look, he had a keen nose and could smell it.
There was a dead cat in the garbage bag.
There was a "bang" from the electric current, and all the lights in the house went out. A cold wind blew in from all directions, and the wind was like an invisible, cold hand, gently caressing the back of my neck.
The eyes of resident No. 4 glowed scarlet in the darkness.
With a "pop", the lights came back on. In the hands of resident No. 4, there were two large syringes. The needles were more than ten centimeters long, and the needle tubes were as thick as a child's arm.
The light flickered and the needle flashed a terrifying light.
"I will protect you!" He Lun rushed to Gao Mengtang.
He raised his gun and shield and rushed towards the occupant of Room 4.
The needle poked on the shield, creating a string of sparks. The resident of Room 4 was vicious, and with every attack, the needle stabbed He Lun's eyes.
The shield and the spear are large and are medium-range combat weapons, while the syringe of resident No. 4 is short. He clung to He Lun and could not be shaken off. He Lun had to guard against his syringe piercing his eyes while constantly circling in the small living room, keeping distance and looking for opportunities to counterattack.
What made He Lun even more annoyed was that the resident of No. 4 had a great interest in Gao Mengtang, the person he was loyal to.
Every time He Lun distanced himself, Resident No. 4 would move towards Gao Mengtang with an evil and dirty smile on his face.
Due to a moment of distraction, the needle stabbed towards He Lun's face. He jumped to the side and barely avoided it. The needle scratched his neck and left an inch-long blood mark.
When the skin comes into contact with the liquid in the syringe, it is immediately burned and the pain is unbearable.
There is concentrated sulfuric acid in the syringe!
Resident No. 4 smiled foolishly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth and dark purple spots. Like a zombie seeing meat, he moved towards Gao Mengtang step by step: "You are so beautiful... I like pretty and cute people. Kitty, you came to me on your own."
Gao Mengtang couldn't see clearly, and no matter how wide he opened his eyes, it was in vain. He looked in the direction where the sound came from and subconsciously took two steps back.
He looked terrified, and he was indeed terrified. He was not afraid of being killed, but afraid of... the stench of resident No. 4!
The smell of blood mixed with the smell of grease rushed straight into his nose. Gao Mengtang couldn't imagine how many times he would have to take a shower if he was touched by such a person.
When resident No. 4 took a step closer, Gao Mengtang took a step back, his face wrinkled into a ball, and he looked extremely disgusted.
But resident No. 4 misunderstood Gao Mengtang's expression and his breathing became heavier.
When He Lun saw this scene, a complex emotion of anger, pity, humiliation and desire to protect filled his heart.
The will to fight was ignited, and a powerful force flowed into his limbs and bones. The golden light behind him became more and more dazzling, and the corrosive scars on his neck from the concentrated sulfuric acid healed without treatment. He Lun climbed up desperately.
"Don't you dare defile him with your filthy eyes!" He rushed over from behind and thrust his two-meter-long shield in front of the pervert, with the bottom of the shield smashing deeply into the floor.
The spear was raised horizontally and hit the arms of resident No. 4 hard. The pervert screamed and the syringe in his hand fell off. He Lun kicked the syringe away and swung the spear with the gun handle, hitting the pervert's temple from the side.
The small BOSS in the novice copy was not difficult to deal with. The two attacks made the pervert stagger and unable to stand. He Lun threw a straight punch at his head again, and the pervert's head hit the shield with a "bang", and he was unable to fight back for a long time.
Victory was imminent. He Lun raised his spear with both hands and aimed it at the forehead of resident No. 4. The golden light gathered at the tip of the spear. A fatal blow was hanging over his head.
"Don't kill him."
Gao Mengtang's voice sounded in my mind.
"Pretend to be defeated by him."
He Lun was shocked: "But I want to protect you!"
"Believe me."
Believe me.
These three words are extremely powerful.
Long|□□biased.
Resident No. 4 slowly came to his senses. The two people who were fighting just now stared at each other strangely for 10 seconds.
Then, Resident No. 4 punched He Lun in the chest with a soft punch.
"Ah!" He Lun held his heart and screamed.
Gao Mengtang: ...
The knight threw down his spear and shield, his expression tragic and tears welling up in his eyes: "I was defeated. But I put my honor and my life on the line and fought to the very end."
Gao Mengtang: …………
"You are my unswerving faith until my death. Fighting for you until the last moment is my supreme honor." He Lun fell forward, lying on the ground, and stretched out a trembling hand to Gao Mengtang, "I hope more people will continue to protect you. I will be buried with their bones."
Click.
The hand that was stretched out to Gao Mengtang fell to the ground with powerlessness. The knight's golden light suddenly disappeared. He Lun's head tilted, pretending to be dead.
Gao Mengtang: ...Don’t act.
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